Cooried Doon
Whan littlins coorie doon at nicht
Tae dream o whistlebinkies
An steek their trauchelt eenies ticht
An sook their thooms an pinkies
In shaddalan, the dwaums are thrang
Wi gee-gaws bricht an skinklin
Wi pirates, coos, an skelps o ships
Wi feys throw lamplicht winkin
An whan the shaddas merch aroon
Dumb sodjers in the nicht
The littlins hunker doon like tykes
An huddle ooto sicht
Syne mornin cams, it’s time tae rise
They lowp up hudderie heidit
Bit watch them play… uneirdly
fiers
Frae nicht are roon them spreidit
A bairn alane has friens unseen
Ye’re ower auld tae meet
Fur Bairnhood is the seelie time
The Warld’s at their feet!
Sheena Blackhall
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